My latest adventure(s) took place over the course of 10 days during my quick stint in the US of A. It goes as follows:
Sun: fly from Lima to Houston to SF
Mon: arrive into SF, go home, do errands, eat dinner in the city, then pass out after no sleep for 36 hours
Tue: go to Lindsey's high school to hang out/deliver cupcake, more errands, go to Santa Cruz (crossing treacherous conditions on the 17) with my brother Stephen and friend Christopher to see my friend Kelly Helfrich's salsa performance
Wed: fly from SF to the Chi to Cleveland, party til 3amish in Oberlin
Thu: check out all the new building around Oberlin and hang out with amazing people
Fri: more Oberlin!
Sat: more Oberlin and fly from Cleveland to the Chi to Baltimore, wait in the airport for mother then drive 3 hours to Princeton
Sun: Princeton graduationy things with my cousin Viviana
Mon: more graduationy things and frisbee-ing with family
Tue: actual graduation and food consumption beyond all reason, helping Vivy finish packing until 1am
Wed: wake up at 3am to drive to JFK to drop off Vivy, then, at 6am arrive to Newark airport for my flight at 2:30pm.....it was a LOOONNGGG and boringass wait :)
In short, it was totally awesome, tiring and worth the many many flights. I gained a good 5 pounds and am now slowly going to work on adjusting my lifestyle back to normal. I am eternally grateful to Eric Oeur who picked me up, dropped me off, gave me a place to stay and was an overall super amazing friend during my few days in Oberlin.
One unfortunate reality is that the Houston airport security is INCREDIBLY hostile. Like, beyond all reason, kinda. I felt so scared and nervous the whole time just because of the attitudes. There were 2 personality types I noticed: silent and brooding OR angry and yelling. The most awesome part is that you can't really talk back to any of these people because if they feel like it they can detain you. And with all the stuff in Arizona, I don't want to be giving anyone "reasonable doubt" of my loyalty to the US.
One thing that I soaked in while in the US was GREEN! Man, I am super happy in Lima, but it has absolutely no natural life (sorry, but parks that are MAYBE 1 block long just don't do it for me). I am not a city girl by any means, and going down the 280 and being surrounded by hills and green life was incredibly refreshing. I feel it might have started something in me and I think I need to travel to the mountains here in Peru damn soon before I get cabin fever. I miss being able to run down dirt trails without seeing or hearing a single car and breathing in pure air that is filled with the scent of pine needles. **Sigh**
Well, I have more to say about a billion other topics, but until I can wrap my head around all of them, I will sign out for now. To conclude this post, I am happy, busy and would not change anything about my life right now for the world. peace and love people!
